Sunday, December 30, 2007

Nothing

Nothing, but nothing quenches your thirst
You're consumed by a desire to love
To be loved, to have love
You're like a desert parched & cracked 
Waiting waiting for rain that never comes
That may never come may never come
You laugh, you cry and cry and cry
You're never happy but for a moment
Others may be happy & content with things
Things have no meaning for you
How can your desert bloom with a mere rain drop
You need a river you need a storm 
Love to you is air we breath
I see life being drained from you
How can you live without air    
Your heart is restless from yearning 
You go everywhere searching for love
In your eyes I see pain, envy and rage
And you don't know why, why you can't be loved.

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